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Archive-title: Tied Nurse


    I have to tell you a story of what happened to me about three nights ago, 
an event that will change my life for ever.

    First of all, I'm 26, 5'2, blond, and good looking.  My measurements are 
36-23-35, and I workout everyday to keep my figure.  Men have always told me 
how much they like my body, and I have no trouble attracting them.  I love sex, 
and love to have it frequently.  In high school, I fucked about half my class, 
and dozens of others in others grades, and a couple of teachers too.

    After high school, I went to collage and got my degree in nursing.  It was 
a lot of work, but it paid off and I did well.  I didn't have a lot of time for 
men then, and my sexual appetite reduced.  I still love sex, but now I go for 
quality, not quantity.

    After collage, I worked as a nurse in a hospital for a while before landing 
my present job at a medical clinic.  The hours are better, no late night duty, 
the work's not as heavy or demanding, and the pay is good.  This is where I met 
Lee, the man who has rearranged my thoughts about sex.

    Lee started here about a month ago.  He's a doctor, about 29, over 6 feet 
tall, dark hair, and very handsome.  He's everything a girl could want, smart, 
funny, and a real hunk.

    Anyway, we both work what they call the late shift, from one to ten, when 
the clinic closes.  Sometimes, things get hairy, but not often.  Past nine 
o'clock, the place usually gets preaty dead.  If they have a runny nose, or 
their back hurts, they wait till morning.  As a result, there aren't to many 
people working past eight.

    About a week ago, we were alone at closing time.  The other doctor left 
early, and the senior nurse asked if I would help Lee close up.  Of course, I 
excepted.  Who wouldn't want to be alone with a handsome doctor.

    Sure enough, after we had locked the doors and shut the place down, Lee 
started making passes and flirting.  I responded enthusiastically. He wrapped 
his arms around me and kissed me so passionately, my knees almost went out.

    I was a goner.  Within ten minutes, we were naked on an examination table 
doing a 69, with me on top.  His cock was just like the rest of him, tall, 
strong and handsome.  I hungerily sucked on it as he licked my clit.  In about 
five minutes, I felt myself about to come and started to squirm my ass around 
and moan.  He knew it and really went to work on me. I came really hard, almost 
screaming while I still pumped on him.

    When I finished my climax, I moved off of him and continued to work on his 
cock.  He laid back and moaned as my lips move up and down his hard shaft.  It 
only took a couple more minutes before he told me he was about to shoot, and 
did just that.  His come tasted so sweat, I had to swallow every drop.  He came 
so much, I didn't think I could take it all, but I did.

    After he stopped shooting, he pulled me up to him and rolled me onto my 
back.  He then started to kiss me all over, paying extra attention to my 
nipples.  Within a few minutes, I was excited again and he was hard. He slipped 
his dick into my wet crotch and started to slowly fuck me.

    His stokes were slow and smooth.  I found myself floating on a cloud.  With 
each forward motion, my head spun around.  With the passing moments, he moved 
faster and faster until he was pumping me like a wild animal. I wrapped my legs 
around her waist, and his manhood penetrated me even deeper.

    Again I was about to come.  I thrashed under him, moaning like a baby.  He 
too, was about to come.  Our moans mixed together, echoing through the clinic, 
as I felt his hot jism shoot inside me as I released my own climax.  It was 
wonderful, coming together like that.

    He rested on top of me for a few minutes, passionately kissing me.  We then 
decided to get dressed.  We didn't need for someone to come back, or a client 
drop in on us.  We turned off the lights and went to our separate homes.  That 
night, I had wild, exciting dreams about Lee.  I came in my sleep.

    The next night, we couldn't get the chance to do it again.  The clinic was 
busy, and the other doctor locked up.  But the following night, we again had 
the chance, but during office hours.  We snuck into a empty office, and grabbed 
a quickly on a desk.  It was exciting, and very sneaky, but not as fantastic as 
the first night.

    It was almost a week later before we could chance anything again.  The 
other doctor told Lee he would have to lock up the next night.  Getting the 
other nurse out early was easy enough, since she like to leave early anyway.  
So we planned to have another encounter the next night, if all went well.

    I went home and thought about how I could do something for him special.  I 
didn't have to think long.  Some exciting undies would well make it a night to 
remember.  I picked out my outfit, and went to bed.  I wanted to be well rested 
for a long night tomorrow.

    The next day I got ready for work and put on my lingerie. It was a matching 
set of white lace bra, panties, garter belt and sheer white stockings.  When I 
put on my uniform, you couldn't tell anything was amiss, except if I sat down 
and let my hem ride up my leg.

    I packed a few things in a duffel bag, put on my little nurses hat, and 
went to work.  Lee was there, and I could tell he was thinking about later.  I 
was getting wet thinking about it myself.  It was hard to work so close with 
him and not erotically touch him.

    Finally, Ten o'clock came around.  When everybody had left, I slipped into 
the back room, and traded my sneakers for four inch white high heels.  Somehow, 
sneakers didn't go with garter belts. I looked in a mirror at myself. Normally, 
nurses walk around to much to ware heels.  I looked like I was about to step 
into a porno movie about a horny hospital.  But I didn't care, I was horny, and 
felt very sexy.

    Well, I went back into the clinic and met Lee there.  He had shut off most 
of the lights, and locked the doors.  We were completely alone.  When I walked 
in, his eyes almost popped out of his head.  I stood in the doorway, giving him 
a very sexy pose, and asked him if he liked what he saw.  He eyed me up and 
down for a moment, then told me yes.

    I told him that tonight was his night, and I was his to do what he wanted 
with.  That I was his to control.  He looked at me slightly crossed, then asked 
if that I was sure that I wanted him to control me.  I said yes. I didn't quite 
know what he meant at that moment, but I soon found out.

    His attitude changed a bit, more authoritative.  He told me to come over 
and sit down on a stool.  We use them in the examination rooms for the doctors 
or family to sit on.  I did as he asked, crossing one leg over the other, 
showing the tops of my stocking from under the hem of the uniform.

    He then pulled out a black doctors bag and set it on the bed.  He asked if 
I was ready to be controlled and dominated.  I said yes, but wondered if I had 
said the right thing.

    He opened the bag, reached in, and pulled out a bundle of white rope.  I 
almost went into shock when I was it.  I just sat there and watch him go to 
work.  For a moment, I couldn't move or think.  That was all he needed, for in 
a flash, my hands were tied behind my back, my ankles were tied together and 
tied to the foot bar on the stool.

    I finally came to my senses and said I didn't know if this was right.  He 
reminded me that, by my own words, he was in control, and that I was to do as 
he said.  He wound rope around my knees and tied the ends tight.  Another rope 
was wound tightly around my chest and arms, keeping them from moving.

    He stepped over to a drawer and pulled out a pad and roll of surgical tape. 
I struggled in my ropes, trying to free myself.  But he knew what he was doing, 
for all the ropes were too tight.  He came back over to me.  I said to him that 
this wasn't what I had in mind, and that he should release me so I could show 
him.  He chuckled and said that this is what he wanted, and that soon I would 
learn to enjoy it too.

    He said that slaves were meant to be seen and admired, not heard.  He then 
shoved the pad into my mouth.  Before I could spit it out, he placed a long 
strip of the wide tape over my lips.  Two more strips help cover and keep it in 
there.

    He sat down in a chair and watched me struggle in my ropes.  At first, I 
was mad at the bastard.  How dare he tie me up and gag me, especially since I 
did all of this for him.  But as the moments went on, I noticed the huge lump 
in his pants, and how turned on it was making him.  Before I knew it, I was 
getting hot between my legs, just waiting for what he was going to do next.

    He then began to talk to me, telling me why we were doing this.  He told me 
that for years he has a recurring fantasy. Ever since med school, he has wanted 
to placed a beautiful nurse in bondage, and do what he wanted to with her for 
hours, even days.  To drive her wild with passion and lust, giving her orgasm 
after orgasm, then to use her for his own pleasure.  Tonight, I would help him 
fullfil that fantasy.  He then sat in silence, watching me wither in my bonds.  
His plan was working on me.

    After several minutes, he untied my ankles and legs, and led me over to a 
recovery bed.  He untied the rope around my arms and my hands tied, but kept  
my gag in place.  He then unzipped my uniform, and let it slide down my body.  
I wanted to throw my arms around him and screw him on the spot.  But I stood at 
attention as he walked around me looking over my lingerie covered body.

    He then ordered me to kneel in the center of the bed. I did as he said.  He 
then pulled my arms through a pull-up bar.  A pull-up bar is a metal triangle 
that hangs over a bed so patients can pull themselves up to a sitting position. 
With my arms through the triangle up to my shoulders, he tied my wrists 
together and tied rope around my elbows, pulling them close together.

    He then made me spread my knees apart, but crossed my legs at the ankles.  
He tied my ankles together tightly, crisscrossing the rope around them and my 
heels.  He then tied my knees to the bed rails to keep them held wide apart.  
Thus, I became very immobile, and slightly uncomfortable, but plenty open and 
available for whatever he wanted to do.

    He removed the tape from my mouth and pulled the pad out.  Before I could 
say a word, he again gagged me by shoving a knotted cloth between my lips and 
tying the ends behind my head.  I again had to struggle in my ropes in silence.

    I found myself getting more and more excited.  I could feel myself getting 
hotter and wetter by the moment.  He could do whatever he wanted, whenever he 
wanted, and I couldn't do a thing about it.  I knew that sooner or later, he 
would have his pleasure on me and fuck my brains out.  The anticipation of when 
it would happen just made me more excited.  He was right, I was learning to 
enjoy it.  I fact, I was loving it.

    For several minutes, he again watch me struggle.  I couldn't move much, and 
I could only grunt and moan through my gag.  He was getting really turned now, 
for the lump in his pants was growing even bigger.

    He then came over to me and slowly caressed my body all over.  His hands 
were wonderful, sending chills throughout my body.  Then, with a flick of his 
fingers, he unhitched the hook on the front of my bra and slowly pulled it 
behind me.  My nipples were standing at attention, excited from arousment. He 
played with my tits for sometime, holding, caressing, squeezing and pinching 
them.  Now I was really turned on, and wanted to come so bad.

    He then slowly untied my body, but again kept my mouth gagged.  My arms 
were aching a bit, but it didn't matter.  My crotch was wet, and I was hot.

    He took me over to an examination table, and made my lay on my back.  The 
head was elevated slightly, and there was a pillow for my head.  He looped a 
long length of rope under the table, then, with my hands at my sides, he looped 
the cord around my wrists, then wrapped the rope over my body.  The rope went 
around me and the table three times before being tied off.  Each time it went 
around, my wrists were looped and knotted.

    He slowly reached up and pulled my soaked panties down my legs.  He sniffed 
them for a minute, and waved them under my nose.  Lee then pull the metal leg 
stirrups we use for examining maternity patients out from the table.  He placed 
my feet into them, my heels through the openings, and tied my ankles to them.

    The end result was my body was naked except of garter belt, stockings, 
heels and my nurses hat.  My wrists were tied down and retained out of the way, 
my body was held down on the table, my legs were up in the air and spread 
apart, and my cunt was wide open.  A really neat job.  I wondered how long he 
had been thinking this one up.

    Lee pulled something out of his bag, then came up to me, holding a wide 
black strap in his hand.  He showed it to me.  It had a small flesh colored 
thing on the one side that looked like a mans penis.  I wasn't sure what is 
was, but I soon found out.  He told me it was a penis gag as he pulled the 
cloth gag from my mouth, shoved the penis between my lips, and strapped the 
thing behind my head.  It felt like a penis, and I immediately started to suck 
on it like it was a hard cock between my lips, about to come.

    What he did then really surprised me.  He went and put on a surgical gown 
and mask, and a pair of rubber gloves.  At first, I thought he was going to 
operate on me or something.  But then I realized, I was about to get the most 
erotic examination of my life.

    He started with a termomitor.  Instead of my mouth, he put it in my wet 
pussy.  He held it there, while slowly playing with my pubic hair.  He played 
it strait, while he was getting me really hot in the process.

    After my temperature was taken, he next proceeded to give me a breast exam, 
listen to my heart beat (which was going a mile a minute), them my pussy, which 
he said was calling for relief.

    Then finally he decided to probe me.  First, he shoved one then two fingers 
up into my cunt, moving them around and fucking me with them. I started moaning 
like a baby, squirming around as much as I could.  He then greases up a finger, 
and shoved it up my ass.  I felt so wild, especially when he then played with 
my clit at the same time.  I came within a minute, screaming like I was dying.  
My muffled scream seemed to please him, for he said he had found the problem.

    When I had finished, he pulled off the gloves.  He then raised the head of 
the table, so I was sitting at a 45 degree angle.  He played with my tits for a 
minute, getting me excited and horny all over again.  I continued to suck on 
the plastic cock, wishing it were Lee's real dick between my lips.

    Again he probed my clit with his fingers, to find the right spot he said.  
He then moved down between my legs, pulled his mask down and dove in to eat out 
my pussy.  He started out fast, getting me going.  His tongue flicked over my 
clit and plunged deep into me.  He sucked on my clit, and lapped up my juices.

    Then, just when I was about to come again, he slowed down, knowing just how 
far to push me until I couldn't hold back.  After a minute, he sped up again, 
getting me back to a climax level and holding me there.  Again and again he did 
this. I thought I was going to die.  I moaned and groaned, and the sweat poured 
from my body.  But he just kept doing it.

    At last, he took pity on me, attacked my swollen clit and brought me off.  
After having it deprived for so long, I exploded into the most intense orgasm I 
ever had in my life.  I kept coming and coming, while Lee just kept lapping me 
up.

    When I was finally done, and I thought I could take no more, he stopped and 
let the head of the table down, then pull the penis gag from my mouth.  I laid 
there for a few minutes, breathing very heavy.  He let me rest before we moved 
on to the final act of his fantasy.

    Lee untied me from the table and led me back to the recovery bed.  There, I 
laid flat on my back as he went to work.  He pulled the bed rails up into the 
locked position.  He then tied my right wrist to the bottom rail with rope.  My 
left wrist was tied on the opposite rail.  He tied a rope around my waist, then 
the ends were tied to the rails, to keep me from moving very much.

    I figured he would do the same with my legs as with my arms, but he added a 
twist. My legs were spread and my feet were fed between the bars of the rail so 
that they were tied to the top rail on the outside of the bed.  Thus my legs 
were up again, but spread wider that they would be on the inside of the bed.

    Then the gag, but with a twist again.  He placed a wadded cloth into my 
mouth.  Then, over my mouth, he placed a oxygen mask and taped it in place. The 
tank just had air in it, which he opened the valve of the tank just a crack, so 
I had a fresh supply of air to breath.  The wadded cloth was the real gag, the 
mask just helped to hold it there, plus add a different look.

    He then turned off all the lights in the office.  He then turned on the 
examination light that was hovering over me.  I cast a single eery beam of 
light onto my naked and trussed body.  I couldn't see a thing outside the shaft 
of light, while the light didn't leave a single area of me uncovered.

    I couldn't see him, but I knew he was standing there, watching me squirm in 
my bounds.  I was driving me nuts, for I knew that sooner or later, he would 
plunge his hard shaft deep into my wanting cunt.  I wanted him, like I never 
wanted anyone before.  My moans and groans pleaded with him, and my squirming 
body called out to him.  But he still didn't show himself.

    Just when I couldn't stand it anymore, he appeared in the light, stripped 
naked, with his hard manhood standing before him.  I looked it was bigger that 
the other times, and it seemed to be pulsating with power.

    He said not a word, but climbed on the bed, positioned himself over me, and 
rammed his cock deep into my box.  I gasped as he slammed it in, then moaned 
with each hard, fast, deep stroke he plunged into me.  He worked like a 
machine, each stroke was just as hard and deep as the last, with a perfect 
sexual rhythm.

    He pump like crazy, slamming his hips against mine.  I built to a climax, 
hoping he would explode at the same time.  I came hard, moaning loudly into the 
mask, and my whole body tensing up with the thrill of my orgasm.  Every part of 
me tingled, from my bound hands to my roped feet, especially my well stuffed 
cunt.  It was even better than before.

    Lee didn't miss a beat.  He just continued to ram into me, his hard shaft 
filling me with each stroke.  He continued for a few more minute before I knew 
he was about to shoot. He made a soft moan, closed his eyes, and gave one final 
thrust into me, forcing himself in as deep as he could.  His hot come shot into 
me, filling me up with his sweat jism.  He pumped gallons, and just kept coming 
and coming.

    At last, his balls were drained and he slid out of me.  He left the shaft 
of light on me for a few minutes while recovered.  He then returned and untied 
my drained body from the bed, and removed the mask from my face.

    He asked me if I enjoyed his fantasy as much as he did.  I truly did, and 
told him so.  To show how much, I pushed him down on the bed, opened his pants, 
pulled out his cock, and started to suck him off.  The penis gag had made me 
want his cock in my mouth all night.  He was hard instantly, and with ten 
minutes, he was shooting another load of jism down my throat.

    I was allowed to dress again.  We talked for a few minutes, and I told him 
how exciting the night had been.  I asked him where he had gotten the ideas for 
all the position from.  He smiled and pulled out a magazine.  It was filled 
with woman, tied in various positions in different settings.

    One set showed two girls tied up on a hospital bed with lots of rope.  One 
of them was kneeling on a the bed with her arms through a pull-up bar, just 
like I had.  Another set of pictures showed a high heeled clad nurse tied to a 
hospital bed, with a mask taped to her face.  The only difference between me 
and her was that she was still waring her uniform, but her chest was exposed.  
Another scene showed her tied topless to a examination table, with her feet in 
the stirrups, like I was.  Too bad Lee didn't have a camera and take picture of 
me.  I would have like to see how I would have compared.

    As I looked through the magazine, there were other photos that were just as 
exciting.  One girl was tied spread eagle to a bed, with ropes on her waist, 
chest and legs to keep her from moving.  The caption said she didn't know why 
they tied her down, but she was glad that there were three men there, because 
it took all three of them to satisfy her.  Another set showed two topless girls 
tied up, one on a wooden wheel, another hanging by her feet.

    I must admit, it turn me on to think that Lee might have other ideas, or 
would like to try out a few of the one pictured here.  I wanted to find out 
more, and try all sorts of things.  But the night was getting late, and we 
figured we better leave.  We kissed passionately, and he gave me a length of 
rope to remember the night by.  I drove home a tired, but a satisfied and 
curious woman.

    The next day, Lee and I met before work to talk about the prior night.  We 
talked for about an hour.  I told him how much I enjoyed the night before, and 
that I was curious to explore more about bondage.  He told me that he really 
enjoyed the night before, and wanted to show me things, and try thing with me.

    He then suggested that we spend the weekend together at his place.  For the 
entire weekend, I would be in bondage.  He could do whatever he wanted, however 
he wanted, whenever he wanted.  He promised not to hurt me, nor do anything I 
didn't want to.  I quickly accepted the offer, but made a condition that I 
would do it so long as he would also take some pictures of me while I was tied 
up.  I was really interested in seeing myself all tied up and immobile.  Lee 
agreeded, saying he had a instant camera and a vidio camera too, to get all the 
action on tape.

    Well, that's my story.  Today is Friday.  I have a bag all packed and ready 
to go, but there's not much in it.  Only a toothbrush, makeup, hair items, and 
lots of lingerie and high heels.  Lee likes it when women ware those kind of 
things.  Of course, I'll be waring my nurse's uniform too.  So, I'm going to 
appeal to his desires.  A whole weekend in bondage, at the hands of a handsome 
master.  I can't wait.  Should make for another interesting story.

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